"I can show you much better than I can tell you." She guides his touch exactly where she needed it, circling her slickness until she's aching with the need for release.
"Trust me, you'll thank me later." Lucy winks, before indulging herself in a happy dance by herself, the intensity with which she can switch personalities can have one at utter incredulity.
And months ahead, today, Yue still hadn't read it, in fact, she had no idea, about the whereabouts of the paperback that her generous friend, Lucy had gifted her.
"Have you read the novel I endorsed yet, Jiang Yue?" The questioned girl's eyes gaze up from the screen she was working at, to remorsefully meet the inquiring lady's dismayed stare.